Rewards I've lost and never known which way the money goes

So....my bad about not having a sooner blog.  I've been swamped with life but with nothing too interesting.

I started a twitter. I had originally wanted to do a podcast on all things water  related (watershed, water supply, and some waste water as far as I could do) but I really just don't have the time or support (financially or time wise) to do it.  So I opted for a twitter account. Not sure how to publicize it but I'll start here I guess.

Actually this tick is pretty inadvertently funny.

Follow me on twitter at @UCRWatershed.  You know, for all your water needed news and stuff.  Although I think it'd be interesting to do a podcast....Maybe if I can pull off this twitter thing (not seeming likely since I can't even regularly update this blog...not running a great track record so far....)

Hmm...news....

Nothing really.  I had wanted this to be a creative outlet for me but I'm about as creative as these ticks I keep getting.  We really aren't comedy or literary geniuses in any stretch of the imagination.

So....I'll try to update here with stuff about my life and make the twitter thing work for my watershed ambitions.  We will see.  But for now I'm being dog piled with impatient children who just can't seem to understand that I really want to write a blog instead of being climbed on by children. I'm not really sure how they aren't getting the obvious physical cues I'm giving them (just this side of practically ignoring them) but I'm either gonna have to start giving these physical cues harder (inviting the child services goons to deliver my children to new care drones) or actually pay attention to them before they stick lego stickers to my walls or flush the cat down the toilet or some other "it seemed like a good idea at the time" kind of project.

One other quick thing....my friends are asking the internet to name their child.  I really hope he doesn't end up named Wuku Gangham Style (actually a small part of me (*not that small*) really hopes that he does, but my son is a strong defender of Dinosaur Dragon).  Anyway, I know most of my readers already know these people and have probably already voted but if you haven't...here's your chance to name a real live human being.  Or at least be part of the consensus that names him.  Pretty swank if you ask me.

Yeah, it's overwhelming but what else can we do?

You know, I didn't really like MGMT that much when I first heard them but this album has really grown on me.  It's subtle like that. 

It's been a tough week for me.  No more ticks so far, but I also haven't been out too much.  I've been super stressed out at work and at home, everything irritates me and I can't seem to relax or calm down, which causes lots of braxton-hicks contractions.  I decided I'm taking Friday off of work this week even though I don't really have the time (I want as much at home with Seiry as possible, you know?) because I need a "me" day.  I have a mani-pedi that I bought on groupon a while back which I was saving for right before her birth but I think I need it now more than I will need it then.  I also have a dr's appt on Friday so it works out well.  I'd like to get a massage, too, but I don't know if I'll have the time.  Maybe just a nice soak in my mom's huge bath tub. 

Ah, the heartburn is back.  I think it almost never leaves me now. 

The doula thing has been a hassle, too.  My doula never talks to me.  That's not right, is it?  I didn't think so.  I need one who is actually a real doula and isn't just using me to get her certification.  Why does the Cleveland area suck for women's care?  I don't get it. 

I really don't have time to be writing this blog.  I had so many things I wanted to tell you guys, too.  I'll leave you with this one tidbit from the weekend.

So, we are at Little Gym on Sunday with Asher and another mom comes up and chats with me, asking me how far along I am.  I told her I'm about 8 months and she was all like "Oh, you don't even look like it, you're so small!" Which was nice of her, I feel like I've just participated in one of those "eat a bajillion hot dogs as fast as you can" contest.  She asks if we know the sex, we tell her it's a girl.  She asks the name and we tell her "Seiry" and she immediately (way too quickly and loudly) responds "OH MY GOD, I LOVE IT!!!!"  The enthusiasm never reaches her eyes, though.  On our way home Ry and I both have a pretty good laugh because we both caught that she hates the name but she had her pre-planned response ready.  It was refreshing, actually, I'm so tired of people telling me that "we still have time before the baby is born to change our minds" or "Don't you mean Suri, like Tom Cruise's daughter?". 

Anyway, I really need to get a bunch of work done today. I'll miss you all until next time.

Spiders explode in your kalidscopic eyes

Just a quick post today.  I've been so super busy at work this week that since I didn't really have anything planned for work today (just a few small things) I feel a little unmotivated.  I've still be super busy but i kind of have been just zombified the last half hour or so.  I'm going to get back to my invoices soon, I promise.  I just wanted to talk.  And you know, it's not even about much of anything. 

I've been starting to have lots of achy back-ness.  That's not too fun.  But that's not a huge deal.  Jeh came over last night and chair massaged me, no lower back or anything, just upper back and shoulders.  But it was so nice.  And then I heat padded the lower back so things were all in all pretty nice. I told him to expect at least bi-weekly calls but maybe even weekly calls.  He's pretty inexpensive, if you are interested in getting a massage let me know and I'll hook you two up. He makes house calls. 

Getting ready for a busy weekend of family Easter visits.  I'll be glad when I'm through, I hate all the obligated visitation and going to my dad's when it's a zoo.  I'm sure it will be crazy.  I'm sure I'll have some good posts for you next week. 

Do you get that Seiry would be pronounced the same as Ceri?  I'm playing with names again.  Not changing the name, just the spelling and maybe making it a nickname short for Ceridwen.  Which i discovered today.  And am in love with.  Doesn't it look beautiful?  Ceridwen Rose Glowczewski.  And Ceri for short.  Ceridwen was the Welsh goddess of poetry.  And, you know, I think my parents will hate it even more.  But...it's in the vetting process.  Ry is rolling it around, deciding how he feels about it.  (the long version and changed spelling, I mean)

Anyway....only rougly 14 weeks to get lots of stuff done, her room is still in massive disarray.  We are going to paint it soon....hopefully....if ry ever gets over this stupid cold he has.  I've been sleeping on a cot in her room all this week because his sick snoring has been driving me crazy waking me up.  I'm not complaining, I'm sure I'm pregnancy snoring every night and he's kind enough not to pick on me about it...maybe he finds it endearing?  Uh-huh...sure he does...

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So, wish me luck in my first day as Watershed Superintendent.  It really happened so quickly I'm still reeling honestly.  I'll take it one day at a time.  I have interviews all this week.  I really hope we have some good candidates. 

Had easter with my mom this weekend.  I didn't take photos because I was too busy helping my child spill easter egg coloring liquid  all over the place.  We had a grand old time.  Poor Ry, though, he's been so sick the last week that he was miserable and just sat and catnapped on the couch while Uncle Mike and I just kinda did all the fun stuff with Asher. 

My dad hates the baby name, too.  He asked my step-sister-in-law if we just put random letters on a dart board and threw darts to make up baby names.  He's closer with mine than hers, honestly.  I didn't use a dart board, though.  I'll tell you honestly, full disclosure, Seiry is the name of my dungeons and dragons character.  Yeah, we went there.  But it's a good name so who cares. 

I've decided to hire a Doula for this birth.  I'm very nervous about the whole thing, and I'm kind of going against Ry's wishes to just have an elective C-section.  My mom, too.  But...my body and I'm doing what I think is best for me and the  baby.  I don't want to have another C-section.  They suck.  Massively.  I know, I know, evicting a 40 week 8 lb.  parasite from your uterus via the vagina is also pretty un-fun...but...maybe less unfun then surgery?  Especially when you also have to take care of that parasite in addition to the 3 year old parasite you also already have after the fireworks are done and hubby has gone back to work. 

I'm currently looking for a doula.  I have had some recommendations and put out some feelers on Friday but I haven't really heard anything back yet.  I really want to find someone soon, I think it would make me feel better and reduce my stress.  I also need a massage.  I'm working on that, too.  I don't want to share the gory details of my last traumatic birth with you all on here, just know that my first birth was like a scene out of movie Aliens and I'd rather not make a sequel. Doubly so because I've never looked as good as Sigourney in my undies. 

Okay, back to work being a big bad superintendent.  Actually, I'm going to lunch now, but you know, gotta feed my lovely parasite. She's asking for a baked potato in case you were wondering.

Am I sure you are what I think you are?

So...good news turns sour sometimes way too soon. The announcement was made at work yesterday.  here's a direct quote: " Jessica Glowczewski will assume the responsibilities of Watershed Superintendent (similar to work previously performed by Mr. Collin Coy)." Now, keep in mind, this is supersedes the promotion to Watershed Supervisor I just got about two weeks ago. So, that's a bit quick.  And, well, according to the City qualifications, I'm not qualified.  The technically of it is that I will get a temporary class change to Assistant Watershed Superintendent (which I am qualified for) and eventually the position will be posted and I can apply for it rightfully so.  Then I will spend the next four years earning the experience I need to be eligible for the Superintendent position. 

So, some quick facts...I am not getting paid superintendent pay and I am not an official superintendent.  The idea is just to put someone in this "slot" so that work can get done.  It's not always easy to get the things you need to get the work that needs done accomplished in the city, so though it seems a little...odd...it's kind of how it has to go.  I'm very happy with this turn of events, honestly.  This is where I want to go with the city and now my path has been clearly defined.  I know exactly what I need to do to get where I want to go, which is also something that is hard to do in the city. 

But...like I said, sour....so, instead of people here being supportive and congratulatory...well, people were normal petty City workers.  They yelled at me, told me I wasn't good enough for the position, that I didn't earn it, other choice terms and phrases, and these are just the ones they angrily blurted in my face, not even the ones that they said when I wasn't around.  They say that I should have turned it down and gone straight to the union!  As if.  Like any of those whiners would have done any differently.  And you know what?  Where were they when I was doing all the extra work for no additional pay?  They were calling me a dummy and saying that I shouldn't be doing extra work without compensation for the city because it was a waste of time and effort and that they would never go above and beyond for the city.  And who ended up doing all of that work?  Me.  So.....how'd that pay for all of you petty, bitter city employees who refused to pick up the slack or even help me when I did? 

I'm sorry, I didn't want to get angry about it.  It really hurts me, though.  I'm nice to everyone here.  I work really hard and try my best every day while I watch  people who do the bare minimum and get paid much more than me.  I fight with these people every day to get just the things I need to do my job from their complacent petty claws.  They are condescending to me (even before this announcement) when I do the extra work.  The one guy said he's going to report it to the union.  Do it.  What do I care? 

I don't know.  I know I shouldn't let it get to me, but it's hard.  I work hard, I feel like I deserve this.  

To top off yesterday I told my mother the name Ry and I have decided on, Seiry Rose Glowczewski.  And she was totally supportive and wasn't mean or demeaning at all.  Not one bit.  

Oh, wait, did I say it that way?  I meant that she totally hated it, made fun of it and made me feel like garbage in general.  Thanks mom.  I really appreciate the support and respect. 

So, the two things I was really happy and excited about just a few days ago...both of them are causing me some sorrow today. 

I feel like throwing some music in here today.  Have some Roni Size and Bahamadia. 

Dignified in what she does and when she sings the smile that she brings

So, Jen and Chuck had little Charlie on March 13th.  I'm so happy for them.  I'm super emotional, honestly.  I think it's partially due to being pregnant and partially due to the how totally in love I could tell they were with this tiny little human already even though they had only just had him in there lives for less than 24 hours.  A moment that I will probably remember for the rest of my life is how Chuck acted when he arrived back at the hospital after taking a run home for stuff for Jen and Charlie and for a quick siesta (hospitals really need to work on the whole 'where dads sleep' situation...unacceptable!).  He came in, made a bee-line straight for Charlie's little plastic lego sleeping cube container, touched him on the head, and in a voice I've never ever heard him use before he asked "How's my boy?".  It was almost one of the sweetest things I have ever witnessed in my life.  I know it seems kind of mundane, I think you had to be there, it was just so emotionally charged and amazing.  I don't know.  Call it pregnancy hormones, call it sappiness, call it what you will, but it was beautiful and I am glad I was there to see it.  It's those little moments that really make you think about life and how good it can be. 

Anyway...another few names on the list...Rosali Antoinette and Rosalina (middle name tbd).  We are working on it.  Negotiations are going...well, they are going.  At least we aren't at an impasse.  That's a good sign. 

It's a Tegan and Sara kinda day today.  I blame my cousin but not too much since I have deep love for the sisters anyway. 

I am thinking I want to get into the world of cloth or reusable diapers.  I'm a little scared, it's hard to know where to start and they are so expensive!  So, picking a brand is super important but it's also a huge commitment.  And the comments are all over the place, what's a girl to do?  Here are the two options I'm currently considering:  Gdiapers and the trial plan over at Jillian's Drawers. I haven't made a decision yet...it's kind of a big investment...I bet chuck norris would know what to do. 

I had something I wanted to blog about today but seriously, the minute I started typing this, I forgot what it was.  I'm sorry.  Maybe another blog tomorrow?  Perhaps.